Muzhi's doppelganger's expression changed suddenly, and he raised his hand and threw the coffin out violently, while his head was hit by a shovel and flew out with a thud.

It smashed under the ground, just fell into the hole he jumped out of, and turned into a white mist with a thud.

The Eight Immortals couldn't care about the wooden clones that were slapped away, and their faces suddenly changed as they looked at the coffin that flew out.

"No one is allowed to touch the coffin, and whoever touches it will die!" One of the leaders of the Eight Immortals suddenly burst into a loud shout, and took the Eight Immortals to shake off the entanglement of a dozen or so guys, and went straight to the coffin.

At this time, Lin Hong also picked up the opportunity to get up from the ground, his hands quickly sealed, and his body immediately changed into another appearance, and at the same time, a corpse appeared at his feet within the time he shook his hand.

This corpse is the poor guy who cloned Chen Li's body through cloning technology.

With this kind of cloning technology, it is simply not too easy for Lin Hong to be seamless.

Lin Hong transformed into another guy and quickly blended into the panicked crowd and disappeared.

The Eight Immortals are also really indifferent, in order to keep the coffin from being snatched away, they actually killed all the way over, as long as anyone dares to stand in the way, their shovels will definitely appear next to each other's heads in the next moment.

The coffin flew through the air under Lin Hong's wooden clone, heading straight for the center of the team.

The fierce and vicious Eight Immortals were naturally so frightened that all the people of the Chen family did not dare to stop them in the slightest, and they all gave up their positions, no matter how strong or weak they were.

This once made the whole scene even more chaotic, and the entire Gods and Demons Cemetery became a mess for a while.

Lin Hong, who was secretly watching this scene, kept rolling his eyes, and he was thinking about whether to take advantage of such chaos to dig up a few corpses of gods and demons and steal them.

But at the thought that digging a grave would take a lot of time, he gave up.

After thinking about it, he flipped his wrist, and a lot of special kunai appeared in his hand, and every time he passed through a grave bag, he shook his wrist violently and completely inserted this kunai into the grave bag.

After a short time, he had already come to the middle of the procession, just in time to see the Eight Immortals surrounding the coffin again.

But Lin Hong had already taken away the contents inside, so naturally he didn't care about whose hands this coffin would fall into.

Just as he raised his foot and wanted to leave here, he inadvertently glanced at it, but happened to see a figure standing there around the Eight Immortals, looking around vigilantly.

He seemed to be assisting the Eight Immortals to look around, and Lin Hong recognized his identity just by glancing at him.

This person is Chen Donglan, who gave Lin Hong a slap before.

Seeing this guy, Lin Hong's eyes burst out with a touch of ruthlessness, but he thought about it, killing this guy seemed to be more important than running away.

After thinking about it, he came to the back of a relatively small number of people's graves, quickly pinched the seal with both hands, and suddenly five wooden clones appeared beside him, he smiled slightly at these wooden clones, and his body was in a vertical shape, and he quickly rushed towards the outside of the god and demon cemetery.

There are many people who have done the same thing as him, so there is no one to stop him from doing so.

Moreover, this time the coffin was not taken away, so the people of the Chen family would not stop the people who escaped from the Gods and Demons Cemetery.

On the other side, the five clones quickly pinched the seal, turned into five people who looked very ordinary, blended into the crowd and wandered in the direction where Chen Donglan was.

Chen Donglan didn't know all this, he was using a set of Chen family fists from elementary school to adulthood, and he was outputting it to the black-clothed man who came to attack.

Of course, he is a younger generation, and he is still a little less refined in terms of fist and foot kung fu, which is naturally slightly inferior to some old guys who have been immersed in this art for several years.

Fortunately, the eight immortals around him saw that he was the son of Chen Changde and blocked a lot of attacks for him, which allowed Chen Donglan to leave a place on this sudden battlefield as a young generation.

The blade in front of him attacked, Chen Donglan was startled, and shrank his head back almost reflexively.

With a bang, a shovel stretched out from the side was just right to block the incoming blade.

Chen Donglan looked at the back of the shovel that suddenly appeared in front of him in horror, and his wide eyes could clearly see that the shovel was still stained with a lot of dirt.

He turned his head to look to the side with a quick breath, and thanked the middle-aged strong man who was lifting the shovel.

The middle-aged strong man ignored him, nodded with an indifferent face, and with a twist of his wrist, the shovel turned over violently, and then slashed out horizontally, and the sharp shovel cut directly through the throat of the sword-wielding warrior.

The sheer force made this guy's head cut off in half, terrifying and disgusting.

Chen Donglan watched this scene, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and glanced at the middle-aged strong man in horror, very glad that his father was the elder of the Chen family, otherwise these criticisms would not give him any face.

Just as he began to practice his boxing skills in fear and hit the black-clothed people around him, a sudden shock was heard from under his feet.

His face changed, and he just wanted to look down.

But a shovel was obviously much faster than he lowered his head, and with a bang, the shovel poked hard into the suddenly bulging dirt bag.

Nothing happened with the shovel except for a hole in the dirt bag that kept protruding upwards.

And Chen Donglan seemed to be rising with the sudden movement of the ground under his feet, and many people were looking at him.

At this moment, with a soft sound, a black shadow pierced the sky and flew towards the face of Chen Donglan, who was piled up.

It's so fast that it's a blink of an eye.

When the shadow of a shovel appeared, the hidden weapon hit the shovel and flew out in the other direction.

Chen Donglan was startled by the black shadow, and almost reflexively jumped down from the high mud floor.

The sound of the wind in his ears whirred by, and in the blink of an eye, the dirt that had been piled up under his feet before was actually more than two people high.

His body landed quickly, and just when he thought he was about to land safely, a crater suddenly appeared in the ground where he was about to land.

The swarthy pit was bottomless, and Chen Donglan only had time to let out, "What's going on?" ”

His form had fallen into the pit and vanished.

The middle-aged strong man, one of the Eight Immortals next to him, was also startled by this sudden scene, and he almost wanted to jump into the dark hole almost as if by reflex.

But he had barely made a move, and the hole quickly merged as the ground squirmed.

The middle-aged strong man frowned at the land that had suddenly changed back to its original state, and looked at the ground around him, but he didn't see anything wrong.

Just as he was observing, there was a sudden loud shout from the side, and then a long sword stabbed towards his chest, and the middle-aged strong man suddenly came back to his senses, raised the shovel in his hand to block it, and successfully blocked the long sword.

With a wave of his hand, the shovel turned into a sharp blade and shaved off half of the black-clothed man's body.

Then he couldn't care about anything else, because four or five more figures in black rushed towards him.

At the same time, under their underground, Chen Donglan was looking around with a short breath.

The darkness filled his heart with fear, and he kept striking his surroundings with two punches to prevent any enemies from approaching him.

However, he gestured for a while, and no one came to attack him, which made him a little stunned.

His hand relaxed slightly, and he began to open his bloodied fist, touching the situation around him.

The pitch black side was a solid wall, and it took him several punches to hit the wall before it would cause the fist to be badly damaged.

Traces of blood flowed from his palms, but he panicked and tried to flee from this place as if he didn't feel any pain.

He kept slamming against the wall, punch after punch, thinking he could break through the wall and escape to another passage.

But at this moment, a sneering voice suddenly came, "Chen Donglan, you also have this time!" ”

The familiar voice made Chen Donglan's eyes widen suddenly, and he looked around incredulously.

"Chen Li? Is that you? Chen Donglan shouted angrily, but he quickly reacted, "You colluded with foreign clans to harm the people of your own clan? ”

Hearing this loud shout, there were only countless sneers around him, and there was a hint of chilling coldness.

"That slap, you are comfortable, right?" The voice came again, and Chen Donglan's pupils shrank suddenly.

With a snap, a crisp sound sounded on his left cheek, followed by a burning pain in his mind.

"You're ......!" Chen Donglan was about to let out a shout, but with a snap, the back of his head hit him again.

"Ahh He screamed in pain, clutching the back of his head.

But with a bang, he felt like someone was kicking him in the stomach, and his body flew upside down and slammed into the wall behind him, and then he fell.

"I'll let you slap me!" A faint figure strode up, he said these words in fragments, and kicked Chen Donglan who was curled up on the ground.

"Don't hit me!! Chen Li, please spare me! I won't dare again! Chen Donglan was out of breath when she was beaten, her breathing was panting, and she couldn't stop shouting out in pain.

Lin Hong's wooden clone smiled lowly, and said coldly in Chen Li's voice: "You better go to hell and beg for mercy!" It just so happens that this is a cemetery, so you don't need to choose a place, let's fall with the gods and demons! ”

After the cold voice like a demon finished speaking, a bright white knife light flashed, and a wound suddenly appeared on Chen Donglan's body, and he screamed in pain.

And Lin Hong's wooden clone was embarrassed to say at this time: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's too dark just now, and I'm a little inaccurate!" The next one will definitely poke you in the heart! ”

Saying this, with a snort, Lin Hong's wooden clone completely sent the long knife in his hand into Chen Donglan's chest.

Lin Hong looked at the dimming eyes, and couldn't help but smile coldly, and his body turned into a burst of white smoke and dissipated with a bang.

And Chen Donglan's corpse was lying in this corridor created by the Earth Escape Technique and gradually swallowed by the darkness, and thick blood couldn't stop flowing from his mouth and chest.

The blood gradually dripped onto the ground, forming a small lake.

"Heaven buries mortal ants, gods and demons retreat, the so-called hegemony is just a drop in the ocean."

Far away, as if out of nowhere, there was a sudden low sigh, the voice was grand and far-reaching, and it was shocking.

Unfortunately, the object of this is nothing more than a dead corpse.

On the other side, the Eight Immortals, who were fighting around the coffin, suddenly changed their faces, and their figures all abandoned the black-clothed man who was fighting, and rushed towards the direction where the coffin was.

However, their steps slowed down a little after all, and almost as soon as they turned to step back, there was a soft snort, and a stone pillar slammed out from under the coffin.

A moment later, under the bombardment of this stone pillar, the coffin suddenly flew up and flew away into the distance.

The eight immortals shouted in unison, and just wanted to chase after it, but at this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd, kicked the coffin, and kicked the coffin towards a place where the black-clothed people were gathered.

The faces of the eight immortals changed, and they all turned around and continued to chase towards the coffin.

But what they didn't know was that under the fig leaf of the black figure that rushed up was a face with a strange smile.